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Letras: Feeling. Twelve Stops & Home. Strange.

Don't you dig this life, they call the meek
You whose feet are on the ground
And if you get too high
What goes around comes around and brings you down

'Cause people gonna see you, how they wanna see you
People gonna rate you, people gonna hate you
People gonna shove you, people gonna love you
People gonna do whatever makes them feel they own you better

'Cause everyone knows we're strange
So why do you feel ashamed, baby
Everyone knows we're different
So why do you feel ashamed, we love you all the same

That's why 'cause if you feel it and if you mean it, don't apologize
And you'll be just fine 'cause all they ever need is what you'll give them
Is what you're given, they only put you down if you give them permission

'Cause people gonna see you, how they wanna see you
People gonna rate you, people gonna hate you
People gonna shove you and people gonna love you
People gonna do whatever makes them feel they own you better

'Cause everyone knows we're strange
So why do you feel ashamed, baby
Everyone knows we're different
So why do you feel ashamed, we love you all the same

We love you all the same, we love you all the same
So don't you ever change

Your under north western, unencouraged, underrated and unappreciated
The world is turning in a different direction to us
Just live for how far you've come in the center
Of all the pushing and spitting and stuff

Here everyone knows we're strange
So why do you feel ashamed, baby
Everyone knows we're different
So why do you feel ashamed, we love you all the same

We love you, yes, we love you all the same, all the same
We love you, yes, we love you all the same, you don't have to change
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no